Day 18: A song that I want to play at my funeral

Nunca tendo acompanhado o American Idol, vou conhecendo alguns dos ex-correntes que têm talento e que têm vindo a vingar mais ou menos no meio musical. O Chris Daughtry é um desses talentos.
"Conheci-o" a cantar uma belíssima versão da "Wanted Dead or Alive" dos Bon Jovi, ainda enquanto concorrente do concurso, o que lhe custou uma digressão com os próprios Bon Jovi aquando do lançamento do seu primeiro trabalho com a sua banda.
E porque esta Home é uma das que mais me tocou sempre, seria a música ideal para ser tocada no meu funeral.

PS: Nem de propósito, estava a terminar de escrever o post, quando o próprio Chris aparece no Twitter!!! xD



Daughtry - Home
I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,

Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.